Mind Break: An advertisment for a exercise product made real.

I look on through the dull misty glow of the moon. Through the evergreen canopy, light dimly meets my face in greeting. Eyes confront me. They glow fiercely, reflecting the luniform. Grey and white fur moves smoothly as the wind gently blows. The canopy wavers. Clouds pass over the moon. The eyes disappear.
I turn and run, fleeing through the deep brush. Branches of low-growing vegetation hit my bare arms, stinging hotly. Warm steam rises out of my mouth as I exhale and inhale, taking in oxygen. Oh, how I love the air. I wish for a chance to savor it, to envelop myself in its hug…